The Voice of the Husband
Love
"Awww... slowly donk, Ra." a ringing sound was heard adorning the hotel room that Nara had just booked.
A smile rose when he heard the ringing of the man he was treating in bed. "sorry. Why do you have to fight anyway? Rich in High School children." the ointment felt softer than before.
The eyes contained bruised wounds that glanced at a glance after hearing the words of the wife. "Forced." she answered briefly. Code doesn't want to discuss the fights that took place at the hotel rooftop. Embarrassing.
"Forced for what? Until willing to bet face?" Nara continued to apply the newly purchased ointment carefully. In fact, he was also scared when he touched the wound. But considering if her husband had to self-medicate, she did not have the heart.
Is the feeling unbearable, including signs of love?
"For your sake." he said.
"But why do you have to lie?"
That question, suddenly made Naren look at Nara. Stopping the gentle movements on his handsome face. "What if I lied? You don't like it?" the emotions are still stirring, making Naren not as usual.
But Nara only replied with a smile. Be aware. He understands, if the husband when it is emotional, it must be like that. It took a long time to ease it. By what means, her husband is a person with a high nature of patience. Once angry, yes already. Long will die down.
"It's not. I just don't like it when you lie. Better to be honest even if it's bitter."
Naren exhaled heavily, "Sorry. I had to." too."
"Don't apologize to me. Who now needs your apologies, Yumna. She doesn't want to see you, afraid." said Nara who made Naren glance at her daughter who was fast asleep by hugging a white bolster pillow. Face calms. It was very desirable for Naren to kiss her puffer cheek and kiss her forehead.
However, Naren undoes all that. Afraid that her daughter would wake up and cry. Especially after hearing the words from Nara. Not bear.
"Udah." Nara prepared to put the ointment on the round table, but the burly hand she had used to hit held it. Pull him into the arms. Feeling a fast racing heartbeat.
Nara was silent in the chest of the husband's field. The warmth that was given. Waiting for the owner to speak first.
"Ra, I'm asking you something." In her heavy voice, Nara could hear the husband's words.
The eyes of the two stared at each other. Make an invisible straight line. Only love can see and feel it.
"Have you started to love me?"
Blowing breath can be felt by a hijab woman who is now being stared at closely by a man with the status of her husband. Silent moment. Thoughts drift toward the historic stories the two once carved together.
"Ra, please. Be honest. I need an answer. Nowow. After seven years together. Carving out stories, wading through the household ark and caring for Yumna like our biological children. Is it still not enough, time gives a glimmer of love?" gently and expectantly Naren revealed it.
He wanted to know, had his wife given him a glimmer of love, not yet or not?
Nara's heart trembled. The corner of his eye was flowing clear water. Passing the cheek smoothly without any obstacles.
"Ra, is it true that you are still in love with Gio? My father's brother?" the question at once reminded it made Nara even more silent in her mind.
I don't know, he's confused. Love's. The feeling continues to haunt. She is comfortable with her husband, but she always hopes for his first love.
Who is she giving that love to? Is your husband always giving you comfort and a million patience? Or his first love returning after all this time with a wound?
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